Depression Poems
#depression
Depression takes a person beyond feelings of sadness, to a very dark and lonely place. Poetry about depression offers the reader a glimpse into this darkness and isolation. Depression is a serious mental disorder. A creative outlet, like writing poetry, can offer relief to some sufferers.
LadyB
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:43pm
Yesterday 11:43pm
Sunken Skin
Up against my brown skin
Idk where the pain begins
Underneath this brown skin
Look into my eyes
I can see the darkness within
thats because my eyes don't lie
I heart,
I feel you somewhere deep in
but I can't control the emptiness
It flutters, beats, life inside
I'm a walking corpse
I'm carrying extra weight
Pulls my flesh from the inside
If only my insides matched my outsides
chest stabs and backstabs
Replayed memories
battle conscious thoughts
past still corrupting my...
Idk where the pain begins
Underneath this brown skin
Look into my eyes
I can see the darkness within
thats because my eyes don't lie
I heart,
I feel you somewhere deep in
but I can't control the emptiness
It flutters, beats, life inside
I'm a walking corpse
I'm carrying extra weight
Pulls my flesh from the inside
If only my insides matched my outsides
chest stabs and backstabs
Replayed memories
battle conscious thoughts
past still corrupting my...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#disappointment
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Bender
Jarlath
Jarlath
Poem Published
12th Dec 2018 11:46pm
12th Dec 2018 11:46pm
Nothing For Me
I sit alone in the dark, deliberate.
Feeling cold and constricted,
arms raised in a vee.
Nothing comes for me.
A child trapped in a snow globe.
Glistening flakes are shards of glass,
shaken by the cruelty I see.
No one rescued me.
Left blind, I lost my way.
Bridges burned by angry fire.
This my black epiphany,
No hand ever reached
for me.
Feeling cold and constricted,
arms raised in a vee.
Nothing comes for me.
A child trapped in a snow globe.
Glistening flakes are shards of glass,
shaken by the cruelty I see.
No one rescued me.
Left blind, I lost my way.
Bridges burned by angry fire.
This my black epiphany,
No hand ever reached
for me.
#depression
#regret
#loneliness #revenge
#loneliness #revenge
44 reads
9 Comments
Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
12th Dec 2018 2:02pm
12th Dec 2018 2:02pm
Taipei
Ideas affixed
Themselves
Occasional
To a journal
Speaking out of order
For me
Up staging
Performances
Commands
Dismayed
No accolades
Echoing
In my own thoughts
Eloquently
Out onto the
Golden streets
Of Taipei
{Lacing}
Paved
By this…
Melancholy
State
As some
Evolved
Creation
Birthing
Tragedy-
I am
Still
Only ...
Themselves
Occasional
To a journal
Speaking out of order
For me
Up staging
Performances
Commands
Dismayed
No accolades
Echoing
In my own thoughts
Eloquently
Out onto the
Golden streets
Of Taipei
{Lacing}
Paved
By this…
Melancholy
State
As some
Evolved
Creation
Birthing
Tragedy-
I am
Still
Only ...
#depression
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#tragedy
#apathy
23 reads
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
12th Dec 2018 8:26am
12th Dec 2018 8:26am
Weighted blanket
That numbing shroud wraps over me, coherent thought hangs, threaded singularly. Thick, dense mind-fog cloaks me and the velvet blanket weighs heavy anchoring ideas, grounded.
That seesaw of energy and apathy, the muse both drains and guides me. Clawing out of this quicksand mind, trying to find solid land.
If I take flight will my wings melt instantly? Float off t'ward the sun and have it blind me. Or will I soar beyond the stars and weave in heaven's tapestry.
Landlocked, head-shocked, feet bolted, essence drained. Hands bound, eyes cast down, skull opened -...
That seesaw of energy and apathy, the muse both drains and guides me. Clawing out of this quicksand mind, trying to find solid land.
If I take flight will my wings melt instantly? Float off t'ward the sun and have it blind me. Or will I soar beyond the stars and weave in heaven's tapestry.
Landlocked, head-shocked, feet bolted, essence drained. Hands bound, eyes cast down, skull opened -...
#depression
#apathy
39 reads
2 Comments
Postmortal
Poem Published
11th Dec 2018 1:15pm
11th Dec 2018 1:15pm
13 words lead down
Black
Dark
Devoid
Of
Light
My
Soul
Has
Lost
Its
Will
To
Fight
Dark
Devoid
Of
Light
My
Soul
Has
Lost
Its
Will
To
Fight
#depression
22 reads
4 Comments
EpicUtester69
Poem Published
11th Dec 2018 11:31am
11th Dec 2018 11:31am
Down and sad
You get to a point in your life
Where you can’t take much more
Every little thing bugs the shit out of you
You want what you can’t have but what difference does it make anyway
I’m down and sad and I can’t shake the fucking blues away
I see you on line I want you it bugs me I love you fuck me this is stupid
I have my sanity but not for much longer with how much I’m missing today
I know it’s wrong I know it’s stupid I know even talking to you is going to do me in
How did I get this way? How did you suck me in? Am I truly that big a fool? ...
Where you can’t take much more
Every little thing bugs the shit out of you
You want what you can’t have but what difference does it make anyway
I’m down and sad and I can’t shake the fucking blues away
I see you on line I want you it bugs me I love you fuck me this is stupid
I have my sanity but not for much longer with how much I’m missing today
I know it’s wrong I know it’s stupid I know even talking to you is going to do me in
How did I get this way? How did you suck me in? Am I truly that big a fool? ...
#sadness
#depression
#loneliness
#despair
#hurt
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Heart_symphony
Poem Published
11th Dec 2018 6:41am
11th Dec 2018 6:41am
In between the lines
I wish I could tell you
I wish I could write you something
That would help you understand the torment inside me
The way my eyes sting
When you don’t respond to me
Or the way my chest clenches
After your every word
I think about every little thing
I play it back
Trying to understand
What I did wrong
But after all these thoughts
About you and me
You still don’t understand
And you don’t care
So I’ll write to myself
And try to find comfort
In between the lines
Of you and...
I wish I could write you something
That would help you understand the torment inside me
The way my eyes sting
When you don’t respond to me
Or the way my chest clenches
After your every word
I think about every little thing
I play it back
Trying to understand
What I did wrong
But after all these thoughts
About you and me
You still don’t understand
And you don’t care
So I’ll write to myself
And try to find comfort
In between the lines
Of you and...
#depression
#rejection
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
#hurt
20 reads
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
11th Dec 2018 3:34am
11th Dec 2018 3:34am
Human experience
Ever feel stuck in time?
Lost in space? Out of place?
Emptiness? Loneliness?
Pessimistic?
Not sure what to do?
I can assure you this is me.
Sometimes I just don't feel free,
don't feel that I can see what I think is me or what I'm supposed to be.
Sometimes I feel so lost and secluded, a recluse, a loner, still a stoner.
This endless self reflection really annoys me at times.
A feeling of insanity, letting the thoughts bring me down,
within this gloominess I begin to drown.
Will our peace ever be found?
The human experience...
Lost in space? Out of place?
Emptiness? Loneliness?
Pessimistic?
Not sure what to do?
I can assure you this is me.
Sometimes I just don't feel free,
don't feel that I can see what I think is me or what I'm supposed to be.
Sometimes I feel so lost and secluded, a recluse, a loner, still a stoner.
This endless self reflection really annoys me at times.
A feeling of insanity, letting the thoughts bring me down,
within this gloominess I begin to drown.
Will our peace ever be found?
The human experience...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
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TrueLover
Meganne
Meganne
Poem Published
11th Dec 2018 3:03am
11th Dec 2018 3:03am
Physical and mental pain combined
Chronic pain causes physical oppression.
It caused my mind to drown in this clinical depression.
If I did something wrong what the hell is my lesson.
Not getting answers has got me stressin.
They say dark times can be a blessin.
So I’m down I’m needs sending the lord my confession.
So much hurt and pain in the words I’m expressin.
Searching for answers has become an obsession.
It caused my mind to drown in this clinical depression.
If I did something wrong what the hell is my lesson.
Not getting answers has got me stressin.
They say dark times can be a blessin.
So I’m down I’m needs sending the lord my confession.
So much hurt and pain in the words I’m expressin.
Searching for answers has become an obsession.
#depression
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TrueLover
Meganne
Meganne
Poem Published
11th Dec 2018 2:59am
11th Dec 2018 2:59am
No Cure
You hear the word cancer and time stops, your heart starts to race and your body starts to shake; you beg and plead the doctor “It’s gotta be a mistake.
But when you hear depression, you think pills, deep breaths and a confession with a pastor and you’ll be fine, when really it’s the slow decay of all the happiness in your heart and mind.
Depression is a disease you search for anything to put the pain at ease; taking pills, writing down what you need to say, and buying lots of things. Knowing that there’s no cure cuts you deep and darkness and pain is all it brings.
But when you hear depression, you think pills, deep breaths and a confession with a pastor and you’ll be fine, when really it’s the slow decay of all the happiness in your heart and mind.
Depression is a disease you search for anything to put the pain at ease; taking pills, writing down what you need to say, and buying lots of things. Knowing that there’s no cure cuts you deep and darkness and pain is all it brings.
#anxiety
#depression
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
10th Dec 2018 7:54pm
10th Dec 2018 7:54pm
Too long, Too little, Too less, Too alonesome, Too stupid........(& so on )
( iyam....)
such as it is,it is as such would have it, w h e n
all
has been too much
to think
up
on...................................................fuck thee truth.
n e v e r was anysuch
fuckin'thing
any'way
...
such as it is,it is as such would have it, w h e n
all
has been too much
to think
up
on...................................................fuck thee truth.
n e v e r was anysuch
fuckin'thing
any'way
...
#depression
#men
#MentalHealth
#humankind
#PTSD
27 reads
4 Comments
InsomniacPerson
Poem Published
10th Dec 2018 6:50pm
10th Dec 2018 6:50pm
Felo de se
If I didn't have to think of the others
All the loved ones and my mother
Without any second thought to consider
I would take myself to a permanent slumber
The only place my heart knows to hover
Where my head could find peace
I shouldn't be thinking with such conviction
I should be trying to get away from my addiction
But if I could, I would sign a petition
To free me from the trouble in my head
But all these hours I spend every day only by myself
I think about all the ways to escape
To be alone is to think and to think is...
All the loved ones and my mother
Without any second thought to consider
I would take myself to a permanent slumber
The only place my heart knows to hover
Where my head could find peace
I shouldn't be thinking with such conviction
I should be trying to get away from my addiction
But if I could, I would sign a petition
To free me from the trouble in my head
But all these hours I spend every day only by myself
I think about all the ways to escape
To be alone is to think and to think is...
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#dark
#suicide
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